[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
Woo!
I’m on my way to an island
And I’m popping sh** at the pilot (fly sh** only)
n***as be broke and be shopping
But still talking sh** like they violent (n***as is broke)
They said that they honest, talk money
These n***as gonna say that they got it
Get it now boy, the key to success
And these n***as gon’ blame it on Khaled
They don’t want to see you win (they don’t)
They don’t want to see the Wraith (no)
You don’t want to see your b**h caught up in the stars
Like she’s outer space
Mansion at the condo, condo at the mansion and I’m running out of space
K.O. on me, keep ’em coming out his mouth, I’m sending somethin’ round his way
n***as barely getting lawyer money
Better get some Sig Sauer money
Running around like you’re Superman
Don’t be selfish, get your mom insurance money(hah!)
Cause I’m the one to put it on your money
I’m the one that make it happen it to you
n***as with you f** around and do it for me
[Hook: Tory Lanez]
Hopped in the Wraith and I bought it, it’s litty again
Fly out the piff and the tropic, it’s litty again
All of my parties is poppin’, you know that we litty again
Pourin’ the fours on Collins, you know that we litty again
They don’t want to see the squad
They don’t want to see the Wraith
They don’t want to see your b**h up in the stars like she going outer space
Litty again, litty again
I got it we litty again
Litty again, litty again
I got it, we did it, we litty again
[Verse 2: Tory Lanez]
Feature money out the safe
Went and brought a Wraith
Brought it down Collins
n***as talking like they want it, when we in the city they don’t want problems
n***as said they gon’ rob us
But n***a we coming for welfare
A shooter money when I pull it out of you
Catch a bullet like a NFL player
Should’ve known it was litty
When b**hes start lying on my dick
Lie on that p**y like I hit
Can’t even be a side, side b**h
I’m hittin’ 9, 10’s and you ain’t even looking like you a 5
Roll b**hes trying to do it for Twitter
When they used to do it for Vine
I’m the man of the hour, I’m the n***a with the airtime
Rolls Royce Wraith
Put your b**h up in the stars like she in the airline
n***as be talking ’bout my hair line
I laugh about it, I be feelin’ them
See, we both be making M’s
They be making memes, I be making millions
I just counted up a Quentin Miller
A Q.M, that’s a quarter milli
They don’t wanna see Jae drop “6 Flyâ€
Private when he go to Philly
Funny money, yeah I know it’s silly
But your hoe feel me when I pull up and I got a pour a whole four on it
I promise she gon’ know it’s litty, motherf**er, yeah
[Hook: Tory Lanez]
Hopped in the Wraith and I bought it, it’s litty again
Fly out the piff and tropic, it’s litty again
All of my parties is poppin’, you know that we litty again
Pourin’ the fours on Collins, you know that we litty again
They don’t want to see the squad
They don’t want to see the Wraith
They don’t want to see your b**h up in the stars like she going outer space
Litty again, litty again
I got it we litty again
Litty again, litty again
I got it, we did it, we litty again
[Verse 3: Meek Mill]
All my n***as is way up
These n***as are haters, I know that they’re haters (f**ers)
I score your b**h like a lay up
I make a mil’ like a layup
I pop a pill just to stay up
I sip the lean just to slow it up
I’m with my team and we going up
All these foreigns, they know it’s us
Whip it whip it whip it whip it like the coco when we mix the soda up
Perfect timing and we’re blowing up
f** it, I’m gonna light the Rollie up
Shawty f**ing for Chanel
I ain’t tripping, that’s a coconut
Push the ride to the motor bus
Stack the paper fill the sofa up
Lie on that paper, I am not slacking, I stay on that paper
I feel like it’s a restraining order on that money cause y’all stay away from that paper
I know some n***as that used to be balling but know they all feeling a way ’bout this paper
I be spending hundred, hundred, hundred, after hundred
They thought I was making this paper
f**in’ it good, I be raping this paper
sh** I might as well get married to money
I marry Nicki, still married to money
She rich as Mariah, I carry the money
And f** a deposit, I bury the money
(Bury the mills), I bury the money
It hang out my pocket embarrasing money
I act like I ain’t used to having this money
[Hook: Tory Lanez]
Hopped in the Wraith and I bought it, it’s litty again
Fly out the piff and the tropic, it’s litty again
All of my parties is poppin’, you know that we litty again
Pourin’ the fours on Collins, you know that we litty again
They don’t want to see the squad
They don’t want to see the Wraith
They don’t want to see their b**h up in the stars like she going outer space
Litty again, litty again
I got it, we litty again
Litty again, litty again
I got it, we did it, we litty again